i am alive, or something
I am alive.
I considered posting just this sentence however in an ironic sort of way it seems cryptic. As if maybe I’m not alive and my homicidal captors felt it would be wise to update my blog before ditching my body behind an abandoned Blockbuster. But I assure you, I am (not) alive.
I realize it’s been about three Miley Cyrus haircuts since I’ve written but the happenings of life have taken over mine. Luckily for me, my blog is still getting hits from Google searches like “Why are Mormons so hot?” and “I’m going to be friendless for the rest of this year.” Although I think that may be the same person.
I want you all to know, that I have every intention of posting again very soon so feel free to loosen the noose. But right now I don’t have time. I have unwritten novels and hopeless dreams to attend to. I know you understand.
The girl who misses her blog readers
PS: Thinking of doing an October Blogging Challenge (one blog per day). Thoughts?